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Friday, September 24, 2010

Endowed By Their Creator

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

Thomas Jefferson wrote some beautiful stuff. Recently, Barack H. Obama, the Executive In Chief of the USA, detractor and derisionist of the Office of the President of the United States of America, saw fit to "forget" the creator part. You know, Jefferson didn't know WTF he was talking about. Weren't those old guys in wigs and shit all agnostics or Wiccans or summat?

Look, Barry, you read from a teleprompter for everything. Let's face it, you probably proposed to Michelle Antoinette from a teleprompter. You didn't forget, you CHOSE not to use that phrase BY THEIR CREATOR. Why? Because you a a godless f$ck. I don't think you're a Mohammedan. I honestly believe that you can't conceive of anyone more awesome than yourself, not even James Tiberius Kirk.

For that alone you should die in a fire. Trekkies will make sure of it, trust me on this.

We are all endowed by our creator with INALIENABLE... NOT unalienable, but INALIENABLE rights. Those rights being life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Since, right now, my happiness hinges on getting you and your ilk out of DC and anything remotely resembling a decision making process, I think that means that God says it's OK to pray for you to have a stroke or some sort of impairing accident in the next presidential election, after you've already been nominated by your party as their candidate for Idiot in Chief. I shall pray for you Barry. Like David prayed for his enemies. I'm going to go so Old School Old Testament on you, baby, that never again will you "forget" who gave me the right to wish a scorching case of herpes on you.

And in the Mohammedan tradition, may your tent be infested with the fleas of a thousand camels.

Someone get me a goat, because this really doesn't feel like a chicken is going to get the job done.

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I was given Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged when I was 13 years old and in the hospital for an extended period. I didn't read it until I was 16 and very bored at the beach. I was quickly embroiled in the story and nearly in tears with the realization that there were other people who thought as I did. People who held the same values as I did existed, somewhere and had written a book about it.
I don't think of myself as Dagny Taggart, I'm more of a Francisco d'Anconia, hell bent on pointing out the hypocrisy of the liberal looters. It gives me a satisfaction I cannot describe.

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